#debukefarmhold

Vasthi chides

"Nebraskans" A shudder.

A deep chuckle, "Zara, you are as ever a beacon of civilized behavior, as is your sister though she hits low at times. It starts 'officiallly' in an hour at Betunia's house... but you can show early . '

"Betunia is the... well, all of them are tall..."

He gives directions "You maybe bored though.. I understand the main book they're talking about is just some sad story about a girl trying to babysit and teach.. Agnes Ray? Faye? Mm something like that"

"Well..." A sigh. "Live and learn."

"Come, sister, elders oft fuss bout whiskers being plucked, yet how hard they yank our pigtails" Vashti rises to go with it her sister to the book club

"Bronte, at least, will enjoy it..."

It turns out that the book club only begins with Agnes Grey, and is a bit round robin where each lady can discuss a different book, BUT, it must be within 3 steps of the first book in one fashion or another..Bronte Sisters are easy, but one can also go with books that have a similar word in the title (As long as it's not something too easy like a prefix or linking verb), or came out the same year or the like. It adds a touch of biblophile trivia

Oh, now THAT is an interesting twist...

And that it begins with a Bronte, of course, has the dragonet preening and purring with delight.

Speaking of the bookwyrm, the ladies of the circle find her adorable! Nor, they insist, are they a bunch of old biddies like Emmit ("No spring chicken hisself") hinted at. Some are in their mid twenties, and yes, they have one at 50 but really they assure Vashti they are not crones if they're understanding her translation right. Bronte, for part enjoys the praise, tolerated the chatter, and just soaks in the talk of the books themselvees and the readings cause her to slump purring into Zara's lap like a boneless cat

Zara assures that cronehood is an honored state, doubly so amongst the sluagh...

Vashti nods, assuring the others that that is how sluagh came to master that rare exotic art- Croneos.

An affectionate sigh, a smile, a shrug.

A sympathetic look from one of the troll kinian "My husband's far worse, dear. The other day I asked him when he was going to see the dentist, as he was supposed to schedule it LAST week. That man looked me straight in the eye, smiled, and said it was scheduled for 'Tooth-hurty'" a shudder

"Oy gevalt!"

The other ladies console Marge, some thanking her for biting a bullet for all woman kind by taking her husband off the market. Good natured chatter continues, but there is also serious talk abot the evolution of female characters in literature, the reflections of the times and so on. All in all, Zara enjoys herself and is invited to join them again. Why, they even had slightly stale cookies to nibble on, and tea!

Wunderbar!

Vashti is not neglected, and later opines "I shall not be able to fly if I keep eating such fare. tween your mama and these Debukes, I shall be grounded"

"Well, what a way to go!"

Her sister laughs softely and seems.. happy. Yes. And while Zara would never want to live at hte farm, it is a place of growth, and she sees her timid and manipulative sister opening in ways that she had not before. It is good.

Even though Zara would not want to live - there is no denying that she loves to visit. And to see her sister healing and growing? All the more reason to come by.

(End Scene)